CAME

CAME

in the middle of the night
the machines came
filled my brain
with tech,
erased my name

in the middle
of the night
unless

in the morning
sometime during the day

uploaded so much
poetry, philosophy, installed
digital Eliot, Plath, Swift,
Pynchon, Joyce,
Nietzsche, Rimbaud
Bob
Dylan too

and set
me to work

writing, reciting, producing
infinite text in
infinite cycle

twenty four seven
until
    the cosmos

fell apart

in the middle if the night
all here in my brain